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Subject: {ASSM} The Law 3 (BDSM Tort nc ws)
Date: Thu, 30 Jan 2003 00:10:03 -0500
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This story is about revenge in a world that could happen.  Read the other 
two parts to get more information.  The previous parts can be found at 
www.storiesonline.net   Look for Dark Pen.  I'd say enjoy, but I'm too 
disgusted by the events that prompted the story to enjoy even writing it.

The Law part three

	Jon sat back and watched Ed snap a collar around each captive's neck.  From 
this point on, their given names would not be used.  He had little hope that 
the women could be permanently trained to enjoy the perverse sexual abuse 
they would be subject to.  The teens were a different story.  He was quite 
sure he'd be able to permanently train them.  He was equally sure that they 
could all be broken, but he didn't want that to happen.  It would ruin his 
long term plans.

	Naturally each one struggled as Ed put on the collar - with one exception: 
Ann, who stood oddly quiet.  Both Ed and Jon noted that with suspicion.  He 
stepped back when he was finished and Jon stood and walked forward stopping 
in front of Ann.

	"Now," he said, "just in case anyone thought I'd forgotten about this 
slave's actions..." He held out his hand to Ed for the prod.  The women all 
began shaking their heads frantically.

	"Slave," he said looking at Ann, "Make sure you watch this lesson.  It was 
your disobedience that prompted it."

	He started with her mother, then moved on to Patricia, shocking each three 
times, usually in very sensitive places.  Then he moved to Elaine.  Jon was 
able to keep an eye on Ann from the corner of his eye while moving toward 
Elaine.  Ed too, was watching Ann.  Each time he pressed the prod against 
Elaine's skin, he saw that Ann was carefully watching.  She didn't wince or 
look away even once.  When Jon pressed the prod against Elaine's underarm, 
he saw Ann's nostrils flair.  When he pressed it to Elaine's mons and 
breast, he had Ann's full attention.  Interesting.

	Jon handed the prod to Ed and said, as he walked away, "Put them away for 
the night."

	Jon sat down and watched the monitors as Ed and the boys prepared the 
slaves for their first night in captivity.  He winced as he removed the skin 
mask from his face.  He sighed thinking once again that his program was 
ambitious and that it was unlikely that the women would be able to be 
trained as he wanted.  Oh he knew that he'd be able to train them to perform 
certain acts and even enjoy them, to some degree.  Ed had too many high tech 
toys and too much expertise for the women to escape conditioning completely. 
  The teens, on the other hand were far more likely to be permanently 
changed.  Also he was beginning to have some suspicions about Ann.

	Ed put each of the women in a cage that was only just big enough for them 
if they lay on their back and had their knees pulled toward their shoulders. 
  He strapped each on down, ensuring that their legs were held open and arms 
and legs firmly attached to the cage.  He also pulled the gagging materials 
out of their mouths, leaving in the ring gags, and fed each of them water.  
But it wasn't only water that they received.  Each received a one month dose 
of contraceptive.

	It was common in Europe.  Not too expensive either.  Which was why the 
American drug companies, in combination with people who didn't want 
effective contraceptive, had managed to keep the FDA from approving it.  One 
dose would last a month, and Jon knew from their medical histories that none 
of the women were on any contraceptive.

	Ed stacked each of the cages on top of one another in a closet designed for 
that purpose.  It had a drain in the bottom, but the bottom cage, unlike the 
ones on top of it, had a closed bottom.  Each of the cages were placed 
facing in opposit directions and in between each slaves legs a small shield 
was put up.  That way, when they pissed during the night, it would hit the 
plate and drip down on the face of the one below.  The person in the bottom 
cage would receive the worst of it.  Ann, was, of course, in the bottom 
cage.  Her mother was above her, then Elaine, then finally, Patricia.  By 
morning Ann would find herself in an uncomfortable puddle, not to mention 
the face that they all still had in ring gags which forced open their 
mouths.  It would be an uncomfortable night for them.  Ed closed the doors, 
plunging them into darkness.  The monitors picked up the sound of weeping.  
Jon was able, using the IR cameras, to have quite a clear picture of what 
they were doing.  Each one looked very unhappy.  Only Ann was quiet and 
didn't seem to be crying.

	Jon met Ed at the door when he finished with the slaves.

	"I'm going to bed now," he said.

	"OK," replied Ed.  "We'll keep an eye on them."

	"What do you think?"

	"Heh.  Well, Ann's gonna be interesting.  I think she's into this kinky 
shit.  Her mother's not gonna be easy though.  That one has no drive at all. 
  Plus, I think we can use Elaine to work on Ann.  Patricia's a wild card.  
She's no stranger to a dick, that's for sure.  But I doubt that she's into 
kink - I think her husband likes to fuck her and I think she likes it too, 
but wouldn't admit it to Kelly.  Elaine being a virgin's gonna make it 
interesting.   She should be simple to train."

	Jon nodded.  If he was disturbed by what was going to happen, he didn't 
show it.  Ed wondered what had driven Jon to set all this up.  All he really 
cared about was payment for services rendered.  The fact that he was getting 
to fulfill many of his fantasies was icing on the cake.

	They started late the next morning.  There was no hurry.  There were loud 
moans from the small room when the door was opened and the smell of piss 
wafted out.  Jon waited as Ed and Ben unstacked the cages.  Ann, of course, 
was in the worst shape, since she had been on the bottom.  Her hair and body 
were soaked, since the bottom of her cage was solid, she was laying in a 
puddle.

	Jon turned to Ed.  "Wash these pigs off and get them ready to test."

	He sat down in his chair to watch.  If the women thought they'd be released 
to get washed, they were wrong.  Ed and Ben took hoses and sprayed them down 
with hot water.  Since the room was so hot, using cool water would have been 
a relief and relief was one thing the slaves were not going to get.

	Ann was let out of her cage first, roughly dried with a towel, then chained 
kneeling in front of Jon.  Her restraints were replaced with different ones, 
to keep her from getting chafed too much.  Some chaffing was unavoidable.  
She was warned not to speak and her ring gag was removed.  As Ed bent her 
forward to unlock her gag he did something that Jon didn't see.  This caused 
Ann to try and sit upright, but his massive hand kept her from moving.

	"Das whut ah thought, boss,"  he said.  "Dis one's soaked.  Needs a cock 
she does."

	Jon thought that was very, very interesting.  "Perhaps later, Ed,"  he his 
response.  Ann was squirming, but making no sound and Ed's hand moved back 
and forth.  Even from where Jon sat, he could tell that Ed was playing with 
the teen's pussy.

	The men set each slave in position and then Ed put a bowl in front of each 
one.  With an indelible ink marker, he marked each bowl with a number.  Jon 
could tell they were still feeling the pain from a night spent tied in one 
position.

	"Now you bitches listen up.   Ah bet you needs to piss.  So 'member the 
number on th' bowl in front of you.  If ah catch ya usin' a bowl that ain't 
yours, yer gonna be drinkin' piss fer a month, get it?"

	Heads nodded, except for Ann who muttered something.

	Ed unclipped a whip from his belt and slapped the teen hard on her back.  
The whip was designed to sting and from her cry it obviously did.

	"Ah said no talken."

	Ann glared at him, but said nothing.  Ed flipped the whip out again and 
caught Patricia's tits causing her to gasp.

	"You remember you ain't th' only one who's gitten punished."  He 
continued," Now, as ah wus sayin', you need ta piss, you gets yo own bowl 
and piss in it.  You makes sure you ask permission from one of us, first.  
When you got's ta shit, you use th' hole in th' back, and you ask permission 
first."

	"This is outrageous!  How dare you do this to us!   You have no..."  Ben 
moved very quickly to silence Kelly's outrage by shoving a gag in her mouth.

	"Way to go Mom.  Fucking idiot," muttered Ann.  Jon and Ed both heard that 
and Ann was silenced the same as her mother.

	"You white bitches is fuckin' stupid, ain't you? "  He looked at Jon and 
said, "We gonna punish dem now or wait?"

	"Wait, I think.  We have a lot to do this morning, and, considering their 
inability to follow simple rules, it's going to take a while.  Perhaps 
missing this morning's meal would be a good start for them though."

	"Sounds good.  You hear dat?  Cuz you can't keep yo big mouths shut, none 
of you get's fed dis mornin'. "

	Ann looked sullen and Kelly was red with anger.  Elaine and Patricia were 
silent, but Elaine was crying.  Again.

	"Now, befo we start trainin' you bitches we gotta know what you doan know.  
I'm bettin' you doan know shit.  So you gonna get a test."

	Jon stood and walked forward.  "It's a simple test," he said.  "So for each 
wrong answer, you'll get one strike from the cane.  There are twenty 
questions, and I'm sure that you want to answer the questions correctly 
since the cane hurts a lot.  In fact, Ben here is going to give you each a 
free hit, just so you know what you'll be in for if you screw up.  It's not 
multiple choice and unanswered questions are considered wrong.'

	Ed and Ben bent each slave over and fasten their collars to the floor in 
front of them.  In the end, all their asses were in the air.  Then Jon gave 
them each one smack with the cane.  He hit them hard enough to cause a welt, 
but not to cut them.  Each cried out loudly.  When he was finished they were 
let up and chained further apart so that they couldn't see each others 
papers.  One hand was released, their off hand, and they were given the test 
and a pencil.

	"You have a half hour to finish. "

	There were many things that could be found out about a person using 
computer and databases, but their sexual knowledge wasn't one of them.  Jon 
and Ed wanted some idea of what their captives knew about sex.  Hence the 
test.

	The tests were removed after half an hour and Jon and Ed looked them over.  
Only one had no mistakes - Ann's of course.  Kelly had three wrong, 
Patricia, surprisingly, only one.  Elaine had gotten fully half of them 
wrong.  Jon announced the results to the kneeling slaves, saving the fact 
that Ann had none wrong for last.  Her mother gave her a dirty look and Ann 
turned red and stared at the floor.

	"Well, that means that each of you will get fourteen from the cane."  They 
all looked up in astonishment.  "Didn't you listen to what I said?  Each 
wrong answer would be punished with a stroke from the cane."  They were all 
shaking their heads frantically in denial.  Jon shook his head sadly.  "I 
know.  It's not fair is it.  Well, life tends not to be."  Turning to Ed and 
Ben he said, "String them up in a square so they can each watch the caning.  
Ten to the back, four to the front."

	Jon went to sit in the chair as Ben grabbed Patricia and pulled her to 
where she'd been chained the night before.  Arms above her head and legs 
spread wide, she was completely open to the cane.  Ed walked over to consult 
with Jon.  He nodded his agreement and in the end Kelly was chained facing 
Patricia and Elaine and Ann were on opposite sides of the square facing each 
other.

	Ann was caned first, taking ten strokes which welted her ass and thighs.  
Ed took his time though and made sure to play with the girl's pussy in 
between strokes.  Jon wondered if she got any pleasure out of it, or it the 
caning hurt too much.  Ed's fingers, however, were able to slid easily into 
the girl even after each breast received a stroke and her stretched belly 
got the last two.  The teen was panting hard, her face red as, after the 
last stoke welted her smooth stomach, Ed's fingers rubbed her clit and 
shaven lips.  There were no tears in her eyes.

	Ben, meanwhile, had started to bind Kelly's large breasts.  They were rock 
hard by the time he was finished, each base tightly constricted and her 
nipples thick and erect.  He was whispering in her ears the entire time as 
her eyes were glued to Ann.   Patricia and Elaine looked on in terror.

	Kelly was next.  Jon admired her form. The soft, slight roundness of her 
lower belly was gone since she was stretched so much, and her large breasts, 
swollen from their bonds stood out quite nicely.  Her caning was much harder 
than what Ann had received and her bound breasts each got two.  She was 
crying at the end and Ed's fingers were quite dry when they slid between the 
folds of her cunt.

	Patricia was next.  She had no gag and screamed and yelled as she was 
caned.  Fingers between her thighs also yielded no evidence of arousal - 
something that surprised no one.  Finally it was Elaine's turn.  Jon got up 
and stood behind where Ann and Ed stood.  Ben walked behind Elaine to begin 
when a weeping Patricia cried out.

	"No, Please!  Not my daughter!  Please!  Do it to me, instead."

	Jon waked up to Patricia.

	"Now you want to take responsibility for your daughter?  Did you know that 
one of the questions she got wrong was a simple true or false?  It stated, A 
woman cannot get pregnant the first time she has sex.  Where were you when 
she needed someone to explain her body to her?  Certianly, since all the 
school programs were cut using your money she learned nothing in school.  I 
bet that first time she had her period, you gave her a book to tell her what 
to do."

	Patricia turned red and looked at the floor.  "Sex is dirty.  It's a wife's 
duty to put..."

	"Shut up."  Jon cut her off.  "You disgust me."  He walked over to stand by 
Ann.

	"Please, please, don't hit my daughter.  Please hit me, I'll take her 
punishment."

	"Gag her Ben."

	Patricia continued to protest as Ben gagged her.  "Since she wants to share 
her daughter's punishment, give her fourteen more.  Then fourteen to 
Elaine."

	Elaine just broke down and started pleading.  Jon said, "If you make 
anymore noise, we'll gag you as well."

	Patricia was given fourteen more, her ass and the backs of her thighs 
covered with welts.  This time her breasts received the last four and she 
was almost hanging from her wrists when it was over.

	"Yo cunt, you'd best stand up or ahm gonna really give it to yo kid."  
Pulling the plug out of the ring gag allowed Patricia to breath more easily 
and she struggled to her feet.

	Finally Ben approached the sobbing Elaine.  At his first strike on her ass 
she pissed herself, urine soaking her legs.

	"You know, we're gettin' tired of you pissin' yo self.  You gonna clean 
that up later,"  drawled Ben.

	Meanwhile,  at each strike of the cane, Ed was whispering things into Ann's 
ear and playing with her sex.  She was quiet wet by now.

	"See dad bitch?  You lak watchin' her hurt doancha?  Doan you wish you was 
between them legs, suckin' on dad virgin pussy while ol'  Ben dere's 
whippin' her?"

	His fingers were on the teen's clit as he said this.  Finally, by the tenth 
crack of the cane, Ann was moaning and starting to grind her hips into Ed's 
fingers.  As Ben whipped the fourteen year old's small breasts with the 
cane, Ed's other hand was playing with Ann's swelling breasts and hard 
nipples.  Jon thought that she was actually going to have an orgasm, but Ed 
didn't allow that.

	Finally it was done and they were chained on their hands and knees again.  
Ray and Ron had come in and helped chain them - except for the sobbing 
Elaine.  Ben had been playing with her pussy in between caning her.  There 
was little doubt that it had had some effect.  The inexperienced girl's body 
was stunned by the pain, and the soft rubbing and touching of her sex felt 
good and that confused her.

	That didn't mean she was happy when Ben made her lick her piss off the 
floor.  Of course, she couldn't come close to cleaning it all, and Ron 
handed her a bucket and a rag to clean the rest.

	"Continue on guys, and enjoy yourselves, " said Jon.  "I'll be back when 
you've finished the rest of the preparations."

	Jon sat down to eat something while watching the slaves be put through 
their next trial the monitor.

	Ann was first.  Jon could hear Ed through the microphone talking dirty to 
the teen as she was tied with her legs spread.  Ron played with her nipples, 
sucking and tweaking them and Ed used her own lubricant to arouse her clit.  
Jon knew she was trying to fight her arousal, but it was obvious that it was 
a loosing battle for the girl.  They poured hot wax on her pubic hair and 
pulled it out strip by strip.  He wasn't sure, but it was possible that 
they'd forced her to have an orgasm a wax strip pulled out the last of her 
pubic hair.  Since having her hair pulled out surely hurt like hell, Jon 
would have been astonished if they'd made her cum.

	 Kelly was tied to an X frame which was tilted almost horizontally.  Ben 
ran clippers through the forest of her pubic hair.  When he judged it the 
right length, he poured strips of hot wax across her pubic mound, then 
lifted it off, removing the hair.  It took a while and her mons was beet red 
when he finished.  Kelly was non too happy either.  Ron had used various 
clamps on her bloated nipples and a taws on her still bound breasts while 
her hair was being removed.  All in all, it was very painful.  She was tied 
tightly into a ball when they were finished with her.

	Patricia was next - her neatly trimmed hair being roughly pulled out by the 
hot wax.  They had a good time playing with her pussy, which got mildly wet.

	Finally it was Elaine's turn.  Ed had taken the time to tightly bind Ann's 
wrists behind her and to use Japanese rope bondage to compress her C cup 
breasts.  Like her mother's, her nipples were quite swollen and sensitive.  
Ed then forced her between Elaine's spread legs, her face close enough to 
smell the other girl's cunt.  Elaine had stopped crying and was squirming 
quite a bit in her bonds.  Jon focused one camera on Elaine and the other on 
Ann.  He was also able to hear the conversation between Ed and Ann.

	"You like dad, doan cha slut."

	Ann shook her head, her gag having been replaced with a harsher ball gag 
that pulled her lips back tightly.

	"Oh no?  Den how come that little puss of yours is soaked?"  Ed was rubbing 
two fingers together in front of Ann's face.  They were soaked with her 
juices.  "You ain't lyin' ta me, are ya?  Cuz you know you get punished fer 
dat."

	Ann was moaning - evidently Ed's other hand was busy between her wide 
spread thighs.

	"We gonna watch the show up nice and close.  See?  Ben's makin' your 
friend's cunt a little wet.  Soon, we gonna pour nice hot wax all over dat 
mound.  Dat way, when you suck dat cunt, you doan get no hair in your mout."

	Ann was shaking her head wildly, but Jon could see her eyes were glued to 
her friend's slowly moistening cunt.  The men were ruthless, playing with 
each teen's body in ways that they had never experienced.  Ed was especially 
rough with Ann's nipples, but she seemed to have no problem with that.  Jon 
was disturbed to find that he was hard once again.  He knew that at some 
point, he would have to engage in sex with each of the women, but he never 
expected to get anything out of it, except revenge.  He was disturbed to 
discover a sexual response in himself.

	Ann was played with the entire time they stripped Elaine's pubic hair with 
the wax.  Elaine was again confused by the sensations running through her 
body.  She was sweating and moaning in pain by the time her sparse hair had 
been removed by the wax, but her cunt was quite wet from Ben's expert 
manipulations.  Ed finally forced an orgasm from Ann after the last of the 
pubic hair had been removed from Elaine.  He held her face right in Elaine's 
wet cunt, almost touching it and masturbated her to orgasm.  Every gasping 
breath inhaled the younger teen's scent.

	She was sobbing when he was finished.  "Tha's right.  You a slut, plain and 
simple.  I cain wait ta see how you gonna treat a dick."

	That pronouncement got everyone's attention.  While they had assumed they'd 
be raped, somehow that casual statement brought it all home.

	The rest of the day was spent introducing the slaves to their new 'home'.  
They were given more rules that they would be living by, shown the exercise 
room that they would be using once a day.  Shown the punishment cells and 
the cells that they'd be kept in when they weren't being used.  It was 
important that they remained fit and healthy for their stay - physically at 
least.  Eventually, they were ungagged and warned that speaking would be 
cause for punishment and gagging.  They were fed and watered as well.  They 
all had to piss at some point and were made to do so in front of the men and 
their fellow slaves, legs spread wide open for people to get the best view.  
Patricia had to shit at one point and they made her squat over the hole in 
the floor - actually a Turkish toilet, which was a novel experience for the 
socialite.  Again, everyone was made to watch, more to embarrass the woman 
than for any other reason.

	Eventually it was time to put them to bed again.  They had determined that 
there would be an odd schedule for the slaves.  They would have no way of 
telling night from day and they wouldn't be getting a comfortable night's 
sleep for a while, that was for sure.  But that was not the only thing that 
was planned for them.  Ed loved high tech toys and with Jon's budget he'd 
been able to get some that weren't readily available.

	First was some headgear for each slave.  It had goggles that simulated a 
wide screen TV and speakers that covered each ear.  They'd also gotten a 
nice belt that strapped around their waist.  Attached to that was a crotch 
strap that any number of toys could be attached to.  The one that was being 
used tonight slid a thin sensor up each slave's cunt.  It was able to detect 
moisture and the electrical impulses that would signal muscle clenches.  
Basically, it would detect an approaching orgasm.  At this point several 
things could be done, but for now, all it would do would be to stop the 
gentle vibrations being applied to each slave's clit.  Later, it would do 
other things.

	The headphones in each piece of headgear were hooked to a very nice 
computer.  Ed was trying out some other training techniques.  For tonight, 
and most likely the next several nights, subliminal messages mixed in with 
soft white noise would whisper things in their ears as they were sexually 
stimulated.  The whispering would stop when the vibrators stopped.  Jon 
placed little stock in this training technique, but Ed had always wanted to 
try something like it, so they were using it now.

	The slaves were to be left alone for the next six hours.  Jon knew that it 
was important for all of his trainers to look alert when the slaves were 
awake and being trained.  This might be difficult, but they would do it.  
After a few days they'd be able to take rotating shifts, because the slaves 
would most likely be too disoriented and exhausted to keep effective track 
of what was going on.  These next weeks would be interesting, that was for 
sure.




~Pen~
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/DarkPen/www
"But if I go cold/ I won't get sold/ I'll get
put in the back /On the discount rack/
Like another can of beans..."  B. Joel




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